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FREAKY LADIES

4 TALES OF SMUT

Tory Mynx

Copyright 2017 by Tory Mynx

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DISCLAIMER: These stories are intended for a mature audience only! Contains explicit, graphic sex and language, including rough and aggressive sex, dirty talk, anal sex, alpha males, bdsm, femdom, lesbians, threesomes, pegging and more. Not intended for individuals under the age of 18 or those with a weak constitution. All characters are over 18 years old.

 

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TABLE OF CONTENTS

THE CLOSET SLUT

THE STUD ACROSS THE HALL

GETTING FREAKY IN THE PARKING LOT

DIRTY ROOMMATE THREESOME

 

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THE CLOSET SLUT


Nobody knows how much of a slut I truly am. I hide it well. On the outside I don’t look like anything more than a cute, innocent girl. I’m pretty small, standing just a little more than five feet five inches tall, and right around one hundred and twenty pounds, with big blue eyes and long brown hair. Lightly freckled face, a bit of a pug nose, fairly thin lips. I don’t wear much makeup, nor do I play up my sexuality very much in public. I dress conservatively—usually nothing more than t-shirts and shorts—showing plenty of skin but not making it obvious. I work out on a regular basis, keeping my body toned but not muscular. My tits are small but perky as hell and I have a washboard stomach, ridiculously tight ass, and legs that are thin but well-defined. All in all I’m a devastatingly cute girl that hides a severely nasty streak beneath.

I like to unleash my nasty streak in situations where it won’t come back to haunt me. In other words, no screwing around with people I work with or see on a regular basis. No, I save my filthy flings for when I’m on the road.

Luckily for me, that’s quite often. I travel a lot for my job, often spending two or three nights a week in hotels, which is where I like to pick up most of my men. My work puts me up in nice places, and there’s usually a number of good-looking guys in a similar situation to mine to hook up with.

On this night, I’m in San Diego for a conference. It ended an hour ago and I’ve spent the time since in the bar, getting drunk and waiting for the right man to appear.

At just before 10PM, he does. He’s in his mid-twenties, tall, dark and handsome, dressed in a suit, sitting alone and drinking a Killian’s. He’s almost done with his beer, so I order myself an appletini and another Killian’s and head over to his table.

“Here by yourself?” I ask before sitting down.

Smiling carefully up at me, he nods.

“Care for some company?” I say.

“Sure,” he replies. “Why not?”

So I sit down next to him and hand him his beer.

“I’m Tory,” I say.

“I’m Jason,” he says.

And we’re off.

He’s not a very talkative guy, which is fine by me. I’m more concerned with other parts of him. So, after a few minutes of light small talk, we’ve finished our drinks.

“How about nightcap?” I ask, flashing him a little smile.

“What did you have in mind?” he replies.

“Let’s go up to my room and find out.”

I stand up and hold out my hand. After a moment of hesitation, Jason takes my hand and lets me help him out of his seat. Leading the way, I head towards the elevator and take it to my floor.

After we’re inside my hotel room, I stride over to Jason, staring directly at him with a serious look on my face. Before he knows what’s going on, I put my hands on his waist and squat down.

“Okay, then,” he says, his breath growing more rapid.

“Is this all right with you?” I say.

Jason nods.

“Good,” I say, going back to work.

With my head at the same level as Jason’s groin, I undo his belt, pull it off and drop it to the floor. Meanwhile, he pulls his shirt off, giving me a good look of his six-pack abs.

He watches intently I undo the top button of his jeans and pull down his zipper,, then slip his pants and boxers off, dropping them around his ankles, freeing up his cock. It’s rock-hard and sticking straight out with no sag at all.

Jason lets out a soft sigh as I grab the base of his cock and start slowly stroking it while cupping his balls with my hand. Staring up at him the whole time, I stick out my tongue and lick the underside of his cock, starting at the base and working my way towards the tip.

After I’ve run my tongue up the length of his cock, I spit on it and work the saliva in with my hand before taking it in my mouth. Still jerking him off, I suck on the tip of his cock, my head bobbing in short, quick strokes.

While I suck his cock, I run my hands over Jason’s chest, touching his washboard stomach and healthy pectoral muscles, my fingers brushing his nipples. He takes a quick breath and I realize he likes this. So I tweak his nipples a little more, squeezing them with my fingers, our eyes locked together the whole time.

“You like that, do you?” I say, pulling my mouth off his cock for a moment. “You like it when I play with your nipples.”

Jason nods quickly.

I smile. “I’ll have to keep that in mind for later,” I say. “But right now I have more pressing business at hand.”

I run my hands back down his stomach and grab ahold of his cock. After slapping his cock against my tongue a couple of times I take the head of it back in my mouth.

After concentrating on the tip for a bit, I push my head forward, taking his cock three-quarters of the way into my mouth and holding it there for a few seconds before pulling back off.

As I’m coming back in for more, Jason puts his hands on my head.

“Oh no you don’t,” I say, grabbing his wrists and gently pushing them back to his side before going back to work.

Jason’s cock is glistening with my saliva as I again start jerking him off. I drop my head down a little bit and lick his sack with my tongue before taking one of his balls in my mouth.

Still jerking him off, I suck on one of his testicles, pulling on it, stretching his sack out until it pops out of my mouth, resulting in a low groan from him.

“That feels good, doesn’t it?” I say, looking up at Jason.

He nods desperately. He doesn’t look like he could speak even if he wanted to.

Laughing, I move over to his other testicle, giving it the same treatment. After popping it out of my mouth too I release my hold on his balls and lift my head back up and go back to work on his cock.

Staring up at him, I run my tongue up the entire length of Jason’s shaft, starting at the base and finishing at the tip. Then I slap it against my cheek a couple of times before slipping it in my mouth again, bobbing up and down on it, taking it halfway down every time. After blowing him for a good thirty seconds without pause, I pull my mouth off, gather up some saliva, and spit on his cock.

“You like your blowjobs nice and wet, don’t you?” I say, using the accrued saliva to forcefully jerk him off.

He nods again.

“Yeah, I can tell,” I say. “The sloppier the better right?”

“That’s right,” he says.

Surprised by hearing him actually talk instead of just nod his head, I decide to reward him for it. After jerking him off a little more, I push Jason’s cock up, pressing it against his stomach and holding it there, sticking straight up, pointed at his face. Knowing from earlier that he enjoys getting his sack played with, I start sucking on his balls again, this time taking them both in my mouth at the same time.

I suck on them and bounce them around in my mouth for a little while before wrapping my lips around his sack and yanking down on it hard enough that he utters a little moan of discomfort.

I know that moan, I’ve hear it many times before. Yes, there’s discomfort, but there’s also pleasure. More of it than usual, as it’s magnified by the level of discomfort.

Laughing to myself, I release Jason’s balls with a pop and they bounce back up.

“Holy fuck that felt good,” he says, his breath ragged and huge smile on his face. And I know he means it, considering this is the most words he’s spit out since we started.

“Yeah?” I say. “You liked that?”

“I loved it,” Jason says.

“So you like a little bit of pain with your pleasure, huh?”

“Apparently so,” he says. “I never knew until just now.”

“Well, you’re in luck,” I say. “Because that happens to be what I specialize in.”

“Is that right?” he says, his eyes lighting up in excitement.

“It certainly is,” I say. “Do you want to experience more of it?”

“Absolutely.”

“Then step right up,” I say, climbing to my feet. “And learn a little bit about the relationship between pleasure and pain.”

I grab ahold of Jason’s cock and use it to lead him to the bed. Once there, I turn him around so his back is facing it, then push on his shoulders, dropping him down onto the bed, face up.

Standing over him, looking down at Jason lying there, I play with my pussy, rubbing it until it’s nice and wet. Then I climb onto the bed and crawl up the length of his body until my pussy is hovering right above his head.

With my knees on the bed and my calves tucked beneath my thighs, with one leg on either side of Jason’s head, I drop down, straddling his face. At first I didn’t move at all, content to simply smother him with my flesh, my pussy right on top of his mouth, digging in, forcing his tongue inside me.

“That’s a good boy,” I say. “Get that tongue in there. Show me how good you are at eating pussy.”

I sit there for a good 15 seconds while Jason struggles for breath beneath me before finally lifting my body up for a couple seconds to give him a chance to breathe.

Sitting on his chest, staring down at him, my eyes locked onto his, I flash him a dirty smile. “You like that don’t you?”

Smiling back, he nods emphatically.

“Good,” I say. “Because so do I. Do you mind if I do it some more?”

“Please do,” he says.

I lean down and stick my tongue into his mouth, tasting myself on his lips, then grab two handfuls of his hair and scoot forward and drop my ass back down onto his face.

Holding his head flush against the mattress, I grind my pussy on Jason’s mouth, pushing down with all my weight, forcing his head deeper into the mattress. Even though he can hardly breathe, it’s obvious Jason is loving it. His tongue is active, licking and tasting my insides with enthusiasm.

As I continue grinding away on his face, Jason sticks out his tongue as far as he can, forcing it deeper into my pussy. I lets out an excited little moan and start riding his rigid tongue, moving forward and back quickly, my pussy getting wetter and wetter with every pass, soaking Jason’s face and covering it in my juices.

I let go of Jason’s hair with my right hand and start working my pussy with it. It isn’t long before I’m aggressively rubbing at my clit while continuing to ride his tongue. My moans and groans fill the room as I approach orgasm. A few seconds later I let out a loud screech and my body shudders. I rise up just a bit as the orgasm arrives.

I smack away at my clit as I cum, squirting a steady stream of juices out of my pussy, making a mess of Jason’s face.

“Holy shit that’s so fucking hot,” he says after my stream has run dry. His head and face looks like they’ve been dunked in a barrel full of water. But his smile is wider than ever.

“You like that too, do you?” I ask, still squatting over him, my pussy mere inches above his face.

“I fucking love it,” he says. “You’re fucking incredible.”

“You’re not too bad yourself,” I say.

“Shit, I haven’t even done anything yet,” Jason says. “You’re the one doing all the work.”

“Well, let’s change that then,” I reply.

I climb off of Jason’s face and scoot down his body until I’m straddling his midsection. With my ass pushing back against his still hard cock, I lean forward and use my tongue to lick my pussy juices off of Jason’s face.

Once his face is clean, I lift my body up just a bit and scoot my butt back so my pussy is hovering over Jason’s groin. Then I grab ahold of his cock and slide it inside my soaking wet snatch. I take things quickly right from the start, riding him cowgirl, hammering my body down onto his, not showing him any mercy whatsoever. I put my palms flat on his chest for leverage, which allows me to pummel him even more intensely.

“You like that, don’t you?” I say, staring down at Jason, his face a mixture of pleasure and pain from the pounding I’m giving him. “You like it when I ride you into the sunset, don’t you?”

Grimacing, Jason nods.

“That’s good because I like it too,” I say. “I like the feel of your hard cock inside of me, of your balls slapping up against my ass, of the control I have over you.”

To punctuate this last point, I grab ahold of his wrists and pin them back against the couch, immobilizing his arms while I continue riding him.

Having this much control is too much for me to bear; it just turns me on like crazy, so much so that no more than fifteen seconds after pinning his wrists to the couch, an orgasm courses through me, making me shiver and shake and groan and bite down on my bottom lip and finally scream as it passes.

After I’ve cum, I slam down onto Jason one final time and stay there, his cock deep inside my pussy. I lean forward until my chest is touching his head, his face between my tits. Then I shake my upper body from side to side, smacking him in the face with my tits a few times. After I’ve beat him up pretty good, I wrap my arms around the back of his head, smashing his face against my flesh between my tits.

After about ten seconds, Jason tries to pull away, but I don’t let him.

“Where do you think you’re going,” I say, pulling him tighter against me. “You’re not done until I say you are.”

Even though he’s having trouble breathing he relaxes a bit.

“That’s better,” I say. “Take it like a man. Show me how much you can take.”

I relax my hold for a moment, just enough to give him a couple seconds of air, then smash his face against my flesh again, his hot breath against my skin.

This time I smother him for a good 20 seconds before finally letting go. I give him a chance to get one breath in before turning slightly to the side and pushing one of my tits into his mouth. With his eyes turned up towards mine, Jason sucks and chews on my nipple.

“That’s a good boy, suck on that nipple,” I say, thoroughly enjoying myself. “Suck on it like you’re trying to get milk.”

After that nipple is hard, I shift again, giving him my other nipple. He licks and bites down on that one until it’s hard also.

Once I’ve had enough, I grab a handful of his hair and yank his head back. I lean in and stick my tongue in his mouth and explore around for a little while before pulling back.

“You’re my filthy little boy toy, aren’t you?”

Jason nods.

“I can do whatever I want to you, can’t I?”

He nods again.

With a serious look on my face, I reach around and grab ahold of his balls, lightly squeezing them as I once again start to bounce up and down on Jason’s cock. After a little while, he runs his hands up my stomach and cups them underneath my tits, pushing up on them. I lean back, shifting my weight back and putting more pressure on his balls as I continue hammering away at him.

I arch my back, lifting my chin to the ceiling and exposing the hollow of my neck. Jason has started lifting his hips up as our bodies come together allowing him to penetrate me more deeply.

“Just like that,” I say, my voice demanding and under control. I don’t want him to know how excited I am. I don’t want his head getting too big. “Right there. Right fucking there.”

I slam my body down onto his as hard as I can, trying to drive him into the mattress. I continue riding him like an insane cowgirl for another minute or so before I’ve had enough. Keeping his cock firmly inside my pussy, I spin around so I’m facing the other way, my back and ass to him, in the reverse-cowgirl position. I immediately pick up where I left off, riding him viciously, pounding my pussy down onto him so hard that it’s almost painful.

I reach back, grab one of my ass cheeks in each hand, and spread my ass. Holding my ass open, I ride him some more before releasing one of my ass cheeks and sticking my index finger from that hand into my asshole. I work the tip of my finger around for a little bit then pull it out and bring it to my mouth. Turning my upper body so I’m looking back at him, I suck the ass juices off of my finger. Once it’s clean I add my middle finger to the mix, getting them both lubed up.

“Grab my ass with your hands and spread them apart,” I say to Jason.

As he reaches out and spreads my ass cheeks wide, I slip my fingers into my asshole. A little moan escapes from my throat and I slow things down, riding his cock in long, slow thrusts while my fingers work my asshole. Once it’s a good and loose, I stick a third finger inside.

Moaning more loudly now, I jam all three fingers deep into my asshole, moving them back and forth as it continues to widen. Eventually I pull all three fingers out and lick them clean.

“Do you like that?” I say, still turned to look at him. “Do you like watching me play with my asshole?”

Jason nods.

“Do you want a turn?”

He nods again.

“Then go ahead,” I say. “Be my guest.”

With my prodding, Jason takes the reins, spitting on his middle and index fingers and then sliding them into my asshole. I reach back and spread my ass and start bouncing on him with more intensity while he works my asshole with his fingers.

After a full minute, I yank Jason’s fingers out of my asshole. With my upper body still turned to face him, I slip his two fingers into my mouth. Once I’ve sucked them clean of my ass juices, I climb off of him and scoot my body backwards until my ass his right above his head.

With my hands still spreading my ass wide, I drop my pussy directly onto his face again. The only difference this time is I’m facing the other way. I give him all of my weight, smothering him for a few seconds before switching things up.

Shifting my body forward a little bit, I change the angle so that now my asshole is right above Jason’s mouth. He sticks his tongue out and starts licking my asshole, working it around in circles, getting my anus nice and wet.

“Holy fucking shit,” I say. “That feels so fucking good. You lick ass like a champ, my friend.”

As I continue to moan and shudder above him, Jason slides the tip of his tongue into my asshole and starts bouncing his face against my ass, forcing his tongue deeper inside me with every thrust. I release my ass cheeks and drop my weight onto his face, smothering him with my ass, and forcing his tongue even deeper inside my asshole.

While Jason struggles beneath me, I lean forward and take his cock in my mouth and start bobbing my head up and down. I eventually lift my ass off his face, giving him a chance to breathe. As he gasps for air, I continue sucking his cock, taking it from tip to base, as wet, sloppy sounds escape from my mouth.

Once Jason is breathing normally again, he spreads my ass with his hands and goes back to work licking my asshole. It isn’t long before I release Jason’s cock from my mouth and start climbing back down his body.

Still facing away from him, I grab his cock and hold it upright while I insert it into my asshole. Leaning back, half squatting, my elbows locked out and palms on the bed back by Jason’s head, I slam my ass down onto his groin, taking him balls deep in my asshole right away.

Not taking things slow at all, I ride Jason’s cock, bouncing up and down, hammering away, my entire weight slamming down onto his body. As Jason grabs ahold of my waist to help me balance, I run my hand down my stomach and insert two fingers into my pussy.

To my surprise, Jason takes some initiative, putting his hands beneath my ass and holding my body in place while he jackhammers his hips upward, fucking my asshole while I bang away at my pussy.

At one point in the proceedings, Jason’s cock slips out of my asshole between thrusts. I pop my fingers out of my pussy and slide my ass back towards him a bit. Sitting on his stomach, I lean over and wrap my lips around his cock and go to town on it, bobbing up and down, taking the whole thing in my mouth, gagging on it and getting it even more slippery than before.

After Jason’s cock is coated with my saliva, I scoot forward and slide it back into my asshole. But instead of bouncing this time, I move my ass forward and back, grinding on his cock.

Jason gives me a slap on the ass. I yelp then turns my upper body so I’m looking back at him.

“Do it again,” I say. “Slap my ass some more.”

He obliges, slapping my other cheek. I yelp again and straighten my body so I’m facing forward again and start moving my hips in a circular motion, taking his cock for a ride while he continues slapping my ass.

My back is arched and my head is tilted up slightly, allowing my long blonde hair to spill down my back, tempting Jason, taunting him. Taking the bait, Jason grabs a handful of my hair and gives it a little tug.

I reply with a low moan and then retaliate by reaching down and grabbing ahold of his ballsack in my hand and giving it a squeeze while continuing to hammer my ass down on his cock. Jason returns the favor by yanking harder on my hair.

“You wanna play rough?” I say. “Okay then, let’s play rough.” I then proceed to squeeze his balls more tightly.

Enjoying the implications of this little game, Jason pulls hard enough that I let out a sharp gasp that has a little pain mixed in with the pleasure. Once I have recovered I squeeze Jason’s balls so hard that he gasps almost entirely in pain.

Getting the hint, Jason immediately releases my hair. I turn back to face him again, a little smile on my lips.

“Too much for you, huh?” I say.

“Just a little,” he says.


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